Rischio (BWWM)

22. Bodyguard my assss....

"So what's the first thing you know about being a bodyguard?" I questioned breaking the silence that had settled between us like a thumb tack in the wall. Glancing over at me, he just raised an eyebrow and then focused back on the road.

"Fine at least play some music." I huffed reaching for the radio but he grabbed my wrisk. Ripping my hand out of his grasp, I put my elbow on the door arm thingy and plopped my chin in my hand. Watching the trees whizz by, I suddenly realized he was way over the speed limit.

Groaning I blew my breath on the window and fogged it up. I did that again and again and again.... Until he growled quietly before demanding me to stop.

"He talks!" I yelled raising arms in the small car. His lip twitched but he made no sounds. "Come on you have to say something other than 'my name is stupid and I kill people for a living'". I said leaning over the console. Glaring at his jaw, I followed each swirl and curve of the tattoos ran neck and shoulders.

"Aren't you a little young? "  I questioned, and watch his jaw tick this time.

"OH my God you are impossible!" I shouted sinking into my seat. I was going to die of bitterness and boredom.

Mariano later informed Mr. Kelly that it would be best if I got a head start on leaving the country to the next safe house in Italy. I mean eye roll, how basic. Not that Italy was basic it's just too predictable. Like oh look here there are 56 mafia men planing to fly back to Italy for a nice family reunion. If that was the case let Mr. Kelly take me raw out on the roof of this car.

In other words it was not likely and never going to happen. And now my heart was weighing heavy in my chest. I couldn't help that I had falling in love with Mariano, and now I couldn't help the bitterness that flowed from me, rejection sucked but I didn't feel sorry for telling him what he didn't expect from me. Looking up through the sunroof, I watched the stars drift by. My mind began to drift too.

I thought about Ethan and Ella and how much I missed them. Hell I didn't even know their where abouts. Were they okay. How were they feeling. Were they scared? And then my parents, where are they, did they really have a business trip or what. Where they okay? How long would they be gone. Would I be able to see them again. God what am I supposed to do? A scoff broke me from my thoughts.

"I hope those tears aren't for the bastard that just broke your heart." Mr. Kelly grumbled before reaching into the glove compartment and pulled out some tissues without flinging the car off the road. Stuffing them into my hand,I sniffed and I watch his face frown up.

"Well, use thems." He demanded quietly. Wiping my face I looked over at him.

"No, they aren't for him." I said barely above a whisper. Sniffing I glanced back out the window. God I just miss home.

"Well?" He questioned once more. Look at who's nosey now. Pursing my lips, I cleared my throat before facing foward.

"I just wish, things were simpler than all this." I said hopelessly gesturing to the air around me. "I know it doesn't bother you because you have spent a lot of your life killing people but I miss siblings and parents and rules and the carefree-ness I had. You know like when you were young and believed dragons were tamed so we could ride them." I said sighing.

Looking over at him, I noticed that his jaw wasn't as tight as before. Silence echoed in my ears once more.

"I know what your feeling." He said slowing down slightly. "It's the feeling I get when I watch the world around me. Everyone living in some type of peace and joy. Even if they don't see it, it's better than having to end it for some people. " He said quietly. Shifting quietly I glanced at him once more.

"Why did you take the assassination job?" I asked quickly averting my gaze away from his.

"Because," he said sighing. His foot had become increasingly heavy on the pedal and we where watching everything in a blur. "It is the only job where I don't have to count on anyone else to do their part."

Twisting my fingers I mumbled out an oh.

"Your nervous. Why?.. is it me." He muttered.

"No its not you. I was just thinking, I wish I didn't have to depend on anyone." I said. "See right now I'm in a car on the way to Italy because I asked someone to save me from someone that is unstoppable until dead."

Silence smothered the air around us like a blanket, suffocating us. Taking a deep breath I could feel us slow down. Looking up from my hands, I see we pull up to a busy airport.

Parking the car he hops out and walks around to my side before I could take off my seat belt. Holding his hand out I had no choice but to talk it because of how close he was. Grabbing his hand I climbed out the car and stood on the sidewalk with him. Closing my door he looked down at me.

"Well let's go." He said quickly walking off. Quickly I followed him. Seeing he wasn't going to slow down anytime soon, I scurried to his side. Throwing me a side glance his lip twitched slightly.

Finally stopping at the counter, he shot the desk lady a smile and she leaned forward twirling a piece of hair in her fingers. Scoffing I glanced at the people around us but I was listening very closely.

"Miss, I am going to need a small plane to Italy." He said getting stage to the point. Snapping out of her daze she typed something in the computer and smirked at him.

"Yes Mr. Clooney called in that flight. 4D  is your exit." Grabbing the tickets and a sticky note he began to walk of without a glance back.

"Throw this please." He said handing me the crumpled sticky note.

"Why." I asked opening the note. Written smack in the middle, in sickly pink ink, Call for a good time. Crinkling my nose I tossed the paper at the back of his head. Stopping suddenly in the middle of the busy airport he slowly turned around. Unable to hold my face at a controlled card, I laughed loudly. Watching him closely I saw his hand reach out to snatch me but quickly dodged it.

Grumbling he mumbled just come on. Giggling softly, I follow behind him. After 10 minutes of pushing through rude people and irritating security probing us with questions, we finally made it to 4D. Turning to me he quickly scanned the area. Grabbing my arm he pulled me along the entrance.

"Uh boy. You need to realize I have legs for myself. So if you kindly not grab my arm, I'd love that!" I said sternly ripping my arm from his grasp. Shocked he looked down at me and he face fell to a stone slab. Walking a head of him, I almost come to a stop. Looking up the jet stretched out in front of me and I stopped myself from running away screaming.

I have never been on anything that flies before. And I'm legit about to shit my pants.

"What are you doing?" He questioned impatiently.

"I never been on one." I mumbled twisted my lip in between my fingers. Pushing my shoulders he grumbled let's go. Digging my shoes my ground fought again him. Lifting me from the ground he carried me onto the jet screaming let me go you big beast.

Finally getting me on, he marched over to one of the plush seats and forced me down and buckled me up. Embarrassed I shyly looked up at his now red face.

"Now stay here."

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I'm done. It's not as long as I want it to be but it's whatsup.

Thanks for staying with me this far love you guys 💞

-Mer🔱